Let the Music Play on~~~~

She was but ten years of age
So young yet, in her, was a deep rage
Life did give her nothing
So much that to its every requirement she had been failing

But her heart did start beating
The day she heard the music flowing
A violin it was, played by a most handsome musician
So much that she wanted to be, like him, a violin's magician!

Frail she was, only ten
Abandoned, frightened
Left to herself in an orphanage
Yet, to voice out her heart's will, she did have the courage

She did learn to play
She did make of the violin her life's say
Why, other than for this instrument, she felt not for anything
She would never even resort to playing or even dancing

The music did fill up her empty heart
The melody did help her lose herself
She did no longer care about her sad state
To smile she did, once more, she did smile at life!

Her tutor did see in her some potential
When she played, she seemed even royal
Someday, she would grab the stars
Such he had already seen from afars

Yes, she lived only for music
Some saw in her a melodious mystic
Yes, she felt strongly for such a thing
The only thing that kept her, for a lifetime, breathing!

Adieu to 2014~~~~

The year turns its page
The new one we all do welcome
It has indeed been a beautiful year
Even if at times it did make us all shed more than a tear

We did climb on new steps
We did try to grab the moon
We did even cry
We did even fault

Yet, in the end, we do remain thankful
We do remain submissive
Life is just a messy game
We all did lose some even if we did win some others

We did forgive, we have forgiven as well
So let us all, with love in our hearts, rise
Let us all say, we shall be strong
We shall need to, we shall definitely need to

This one year we shall not forget
For its warmth we shall always have some regret
Someday, we shall all look back and wish
Wish that things did never ever change!

Blessed year, to you we do bid adieu
A last day to celebrate your worth
Why, should the Lords of Heavens be happy, we shall be blessed again
Again, we shall see why we do need to smile even if we all do pain!

Sometimes, all we do need in life to smile is comfort
Health, security and company
Let us all forget our wants, those capricious ones
Those for which we did throw so many tantrums

In all, let us feel, yes, let us feel the love
Love for each and every part of the year
I am sure, it is the only way that more blessings would show themselves
So come on, as from now itself, let us all, do love, and do smile at everything!

A wish for an anonymous friend~~~~

Dear Friend, I wish to write to you a letter
I wish to tell you things I weigh heavy on my heart
See you not these as being from my part, a blunder
Rather, take my words as a cue to give yourself a new start

Please, friend, do let go of the past
I admit that you did cling to your loved one fast
But life, as everything else, does have an ending
I am sorry that hers did come at a time when your love was blooming!

Please, see all the opportunities that do lay in front of you
You do have a heart, I am sure you still do
You do have youth, and you do have beauty
Handsome is what I would qualify you, so let go of your negativity

Do you know that everything that happens to you does have a reason
If she died, so young, maybe it was because her time was over here in this prison
This world itself someday shall come to its ending
Surely, this truth you must be knowing!

See, someday you shall regret your time wasted in lamenting
Someday when you shall be too old to even enjoy your body
You shall surely cry more than you do now, you shall realize that it was all meant to be
That life is made of suffering, never, ever is it even fulfilling!

For the coming year, my dear dear friend
I wish to see you bold to hold your stand
I wish to see you smile at life
And say, hey, am stronger than your malice!

Upon a Falling Star

It was on the eve of Christmas night
I could only sit and gaze at the sky light
The universe, thought I, is mysterious
I guess it makes us as such
I was alone and I did celebrate my loneliness with scotch

Tears did come to my eyes
Why, after all, I did think myself wise
I had left the family nest
Caring not to think that it was so precious
That it was the only thing that did, to me, matter much!

Why, thought I upon a falling star
I wish to travel back in time
Say, star, so glittery, could you help me ease my inner war?
I then closed my eyes and opened them to a new scene
I was yet seven, it was Christmas and I was still the family's queen!

Everyone did surround me, as I woke up and rushed to the magical tree
Mom, dad, grand mom, cousins, even uncles and aunties
Why, my joy and well being was the only thing that mattered
Being a little queen, I must say, had me well catered
My laughter was the only thing that wanted my whole family!

A home it was, with warmth and solace
Cosy and enjoyable, oh how I wish for that lost time
A time when the departed was still among us
A time when I was so loved as to be pampered for the sake of a whole fuss
A time I wish to go back to, tonight, as I do sit and drink my scotch!

Love, Say I~~~

Love called out to me
See, see, how I do long for you
It said, in a mood of romance and happiness

Love called out to me
Wait, wait, why do you go on your way
Is there something lacking in me

Love, say I
You are not real
You just come and go

Sure, you do move me
Sure, you do shake me
But when I do fall for you, I do fall from the heavens as well!

Love, say I
You have never been true
Selfishness surrounds you, I can feel it in your aura

So, when you do call out to me
I shall turn a deaf ear to you
Love, remember, you are just an object of sin!

Love called out to me
Pray, see me not as a sin
I am the only possible way, through which you shall reach the heavens!

See you, your duty is love
Your religion is love as well
So, do practice it! Do preach it!

You shall benefit
Indeed,
You shall!

Fallen for Love

Love is surely God's greatest gift to humankind

Love is what allows us to be blind

Love is what melts us to the extent of turning us kind

Love is great, love is exhilarating

Love is what I saved myself from

Having been intent, bent, on finding the Lord's kingdom

But when those eyes glanced at me

All of my principles I did let go, as if propelled I was by Love

After all I am but a maiden

One frail and fragile woman

Wanting to be cuddled, wanting to be kissed

Surely, the Lord will not be angry if I do allow myself some love

Those philosophers of life did mean it that way

To love the Lord does imply loving that which he created

Man, in his most brutal form, Man, in his most basic form

Man, the one ruler of this land, Man, the one to hold the hand of the woman

Love is surely God's greatest gift

Blessed I am indeed to be imbibed with its fragrance

May it last, May it last for as long as I shall breathe

May it last, yes, please, may it do!

Lost in my own world~~~~

I did ask
I did pray
I did even feel
I do even still
But in all, I sit alone
The white lilly in a blossoming garden

Without it, what do I become
Pray, tell me,
Come, mystic words
Come, even in dreams do come
Come in whatever way you wish
For I need to know

I need to know, whether I do suffer a fall
Or whether I do rise beyond stars
Whether, for me, it be a sin
Or it be rather, my wholesome duty
Do light up my gaze
I do feel confused, basking in a mystery maze

If a test it was
Why, surely I did fail it
My solemn word I could not even keep
But I am but a lilly
White, glowing, pure, insecure
I do need it, this hand to hold on to!

Life I do not wish to tread your ways alone
Though for all of my sins I do wish to atone
Life, pray, do shower on me some mercy
Listen to my heartfelt call
And feel for me, some pity
Do give me, yes, do give me what I do seek!

Mine own Doppelganger!!!~~~~~

The night was still young, the hour, early
Alone was I in my room
Alone, musing, ready to write, sipping on a glass of brandy
Enjoying the silence, sure, common, yet, wishing I felt not so empty

Though it was still early, the night seemed to be so sexy
A cool wind soothed my warm skin
A huge moon hung up in the sky, shining so bright, making me all dreamy
The twinkling stars had me drowned in far away tales of princes and princesses

A gulp of brandy and I was all ready
I got up to fix my hair, and to be, for bed, all preppy
O sheer horror it was when I did glance at mine own reflection in the mirror
I saw not one reflection but two of myself staring back at me

One was the plain me
The other one was me basked in beauty
With glistening skin, pure in soul, and lovely in figure
Why, thought I, what could I be seeing other than a ghostly doppelganger?

To me it did smile
To me it did say thus
Wake up, wake up from your sleep
This world is a dreamy one, yet, for the disappointments it gives you, pray make not a fuss!

This world is certainly not real
Please be not attracted to its feel
Life is here, here where I am
Life is here, in the land of the sacred name!

I was so scared
I could not talk
I did only listen
For indeed, for love, I was, but a heart so broken!

A doppelganger I am for sure
She continued
But do know one thing
One day, you shall be me!

Our worlds are interconnected
An alien I may seem to be
But please be not scared
Rather, do live, more, do live without any care!

Having said thus, she disappeared from my sight
My mirror showed now, only me in plain sight
Was I dreaming
Had I been imagining

Was it the brandy
Surely,
Surely, it must be so
Else, I would not have been talking to another me in the mirror

Yes, the night may still be young
But enough, let me get to bed
Tomorrow shall indeed give me more stead
As when the light does shine, mysterious creatures do keep at bay!

But the words of mine own doppelganger remained stuck in my head
The truth shall I know someday
Someday, someday, I hope is indeed far away
For now, I only wish to live my own life!

Mistakes

Mistakes are often forgiven

If not, why is humanity driven?

To live as the sexy vixen

Lends me a life so mistaken

One in which smiles become a burden!

Mistakes are often repeated

Such is for the shortsighted

The reason for the mistreated

To believe in the enchanted

Is the belief of a Lord so fixated!

Mistakes shall be forgiven

Such was whispered in Eden

To this, with shame we say Amen

For we are like the betaken

Leading the way like blinded busmen!

The love of our conscience

For the master of the existence

The one who baffles all science

Shall give us solace and repentance

Unto blinding light, we shall lead the dance!

Weaving dreams

Life has become one so hard and fast
To money matters we all do cling fast
So much that we forget we need to take a pause
So much that we forget even to admire how pretty is the rose

Love is never even taken into account
Unless it is made of a selfish egoistic amount
Love is easily discarded
Easily forsaken for it is not rewarded

Never ever did the Lord hope he would see such
Always did he believe humankind to be just
But see, see, so easily did evil have us into its clutch
See, see, now to love oneself more is indeed a matter of must!

Life could have been better
If only we would not mind our own temper
Life could have been sweeter
If only we would have loved it a bit more

Life is but for a time
I do use most of it to make up a rhyme
Pray, do not waste your precious minutes
Use it for redemption, use it to realize your dreams

Why, life, rough and tough you may be
I am in love with you
Even if you do keep me all dreamy
It matters not, it matters not, a dreamer I am after all!

The pain of love~~~

Why is it that I did lose my heart
I asked myself with a start
Each time, it happens
Each time, it leaves me broken

Life is meant to be lived with love
Yes, Compassion for the whole of humankind I do feel
Yet, when I do lose my heart
Always do I find myself torn apart

Dreaming and pining
For the past and even hoping
For it to be today's becoming
Why surely, such is my fate, my own!

I did swear to the God of Greatness
That I shall not fall into a sinful abyss
Yet, I did lose my heart
My pledge to keep myself pure I did even desert

Life is made of sways
Of ups and downs
Of smiles and frowns
Of dark clouds and sunny rays

Still, I do feel like I live not
I do feel like am in discomfort
I only wish to find some pleasure in this world
Is it so hard, or is it simply that this world is not real?

A Fall~~~

How overwhelming
The last few moments could not have been real
I flew, up above the clouds
I even danced, along with the angels of love
To think that now it is all over
To think that now I should let it go
See it as the past
Think of it as dead and gone
And know that it will never happen again?

Why, surely the Gods do like this state of mine
Tormenting my soul up to its very depth
Now, I should have to tread on
As if my heart to none does belong
Love is meant to be part of life
But then, I did give my heart to the heavens
So how could I have allowed myself to fall
Fall for that which I always claimed to be sinful
For that which I believe is temporary and transient

I am sure the heavens do now look down upon me
Life I said, is for a short while
Life I said, is to be lived with a smile
Yet, those few moments had me shooting
So much that I miss this amorous feel
So much that now, I will need to gather my strength
I will need it indeed
For my path does belong only to me
My path does belong only to me and to the one who guides me!

Creation's love making

It was oh so marvelous
I watched the scene, feeling oh so amorous
It was lovely
It was just pretty

So much that it got me dreaming
So much that it made me feel overwhelming
It was such a sight
Watching creation making love to itself at night

Yes, the moon shone, it sparkled even
Birds of the night roamed here and there
The air smelled of freedom
Imbibed with it all, I let my mind, of speculations, to form!

Everything was right there,
Each and every little thing in its place
Creation has been right made
May its glow never oh never do fade

Clouds did tease my heart, playing with the moon
A game of lusty hide and seek
The more they hid it's shine
The more for it I did pine

I dreamed then of God
Of some Being who lived in a far off abode
Of some Being who thought of it all
Of the same Being who gave this world, its soul

In love with Him I am
Searching and pining for Him have I been
Ever since I realized that life does be beyond the invisible wall
Ever since I realized how futile life is here on Earth

Yet, I know I shall find Him not on Earth
He did set a religion,
That of being in love
Yes, in love we are to be with each and every parcel of His creation

So, on this warm and windy night
I choose to apply this philosophy
Love is never to be taken as an object of trophy
Love is to be felt, love is to given

Love is to shown
Even proved
Else a being of the darkness I shall be taken for
A being of evil and of sinful brooding!

Little do we know,
As on our paths we do go
That creation does make love
Yes, creation does make love to itself

Do enjoy it while you can
Remember while you do live, do love this land
Someday, it shall be seen as a yesterday
Someday, you shall be given new pastures to play!

The Magic in the Air

The days feel so magical
Christmas is here
Decorated trees and chiming bells
All make it seem so unreal

Along with Christmas
Has come knocking on my door
A little butterfly
It came, all prepped up, looking oh so pretty

I have news, it said
News for you, news to lighten your heart
It is here, it said
That which you have been seeking all this time

I could only look at it in wonder
Why, surely I must be dreaming
Butterflies do not talk
Never ever

I have come, it continued, from the other realm
Please know that your past sins have been forgiven
At last, you shall be blessed with some peace
At last, your struggle is over and done with

Could it be, I breathed out
Of course, it said, now please shake off that pout
I turned my eyes up and looked at the skies
Why, all this time I had looked up at them with cries

Now, I shall smile
The wind itself seems to be nicer
I shall wait
And hope

I do have faith
I do believe in the holy words
Pray, heart of the universe
Pray, be kind, pray, be generous to me!

Love~~~

Love does have a face
It is made of smiles
Of embarrassing glances
Of gulps
Love's face is made of coyness

I saw it
I felt it
Once, a few days ago
It made life feel so good
Love does give a melted heart

Love does have a face
It is such a face, which reflects the says of the heart
I did see it
It was so heroic
I felt like a heroine, a princess of a tale so epic

Love does have many forms
One of them is physical
I wish to feel such
I wish to bask in its meaning
To feel its freshness on my body

Love though, requires more than a sex appeal
Love requires trust
Commitment
Support, understanding
Even some shared meaning

Love made itself scarce
I do wish to enjoy its lasting feel
Love
Come
And do stay

My last party~~~

It looked so beautiful
It felt so magical
People dressed so elegantly
Gentlemen behaving so charmingly
All of them being at the services of a chosen lady

Among them, I sat and smiled
In my soul it was all engrailed
How beautiful, so many happy faces
They all seemed to be enjoying themselves
Why, so was I, so was I indeed!

A party it was,
A party of the lost memoirs
Of the time when life was indeed eternal
When nothing was ephemeral, nothing was unreal
A party reminiscing the times gracing the Lord

When, by His side I sat
When with Him, I did have a chat
Even spent with Him some moments of grace
Maybe once or twice, even a dance
When by His side, I was to be throughout my life!

Having suffered a fall in a most weird world
I could now smile once more
Fallen I shall not remain
No more shall I be throbbing with pain
Soon, I was to see the gates of Heaven, once more!

It came, oh, so late
My friends of keep did enjoy their dance
Unmindful of why I had invited them in
It came, oh so suddenly,
I just closed my eyes and opened them in a brave new world!

Dare not to look behind, said the most beautiful Lord
Dare not, or with you I shall not have a word
Never, ever!
Should you look behind, why it would seem that attached you still are
Should you look behind, why, I shall bring you back there!

I chose to obey him like a dutiful wife
After all, the Lord is one known to be full of mercy
His grace does feel like a bout of ecstasy
His world is indeed one made of goodness,
With Him, I choose to be

With Him, I choose to be,
Even if here, I shall be missed
Even if here, I shall be cried for
Now, shall I say to Him, Mi Amor
Now that You are with me, no more shall my heart be sore!

A Mistake

A Created Mistake

Brought forth a witch

Ready to switch off from life

She plunged into a ditch, yet, she remained all fresh

From Hell, the cries of Satan were shrill

Scared, he ordered to have her killed

Now, the cosmos would have to be still

For she would not be here to show off her skill

From Heaven, the Great Lord was pitiful

Though anger and shame burnt deep in his heart

 He remained brave faced with the witch

As her only guilt was to have been be-witched

Her forlorn eyes spoke for her silence

She asked to be allowed some repentance

The Lord heard her cries

And saved her from her own distress

Brave, he fought against the devil

Easily, He put him to sleep

While the witch was graced

To be one so true and sincere!

 

I Am

I am just matter
My skin made of flesh and blood
Life's own particle

I live everyday
A poet in misery
Seeking to find it

That which has been lost
That which can never be found
That which has no name

Know I what I seek
I would share it with you
Unknown it remains

Love I my own soul
Sure, for it is eternal
Though it is unseen

My life I do live
As it is meant to be lived
Following my fate

I am, obviously
I have a family name
I live, sure, I do

I do ask myself
Of the ways of this realm
Wait I for my death

Eager to see it
The gate of eternity
To be with the Lord

In the end, you ask
Do I really know myself
I would say, I don't

In an ancient city~~~

I wish to make love to him, this rival poet
I wish to take him there
Or rather, I wish he would take me there
So that no more shall we keep away from each other and be distant

No more shall we feel stony
No more shall we care for the society
Only shall we see the blinding stars
Illuminating our souls, rubbing off from our souls, our scars

The chosen place would be an ancient city of India
There where still living is the Lord's replica
I wish to make love to him there, indeed
For there is where my heart shall beat at full speed

Can you just feel the ecstasy everywhere
It would seem that there, life is all so fair
Because the beautiful Lord used to be the king of the city
Always filling everyone with distress at one more prank of his, so funny!

Yes, there, there is where I wish to make love
I wish to be there, with the rival poet
I wish to be able to sing to him, a most melodious duet
As melodious as would be that of the one above

I wish to be in his arms, while walking in marvelous gardens
I wish to have this friend of mine, as kidnapped and stolen
Maybe some fairies would appear
And help me find, for my task, the right steer!

An ancient city of India, surely there would I be the Queen
Always pristine, always serene
With a most handsome poet, having like me, a heart of stone
Surely, to my charms, I could have him easily won!

Awake, Arise~~~

Just close your eyes
Listen
Can you hear it
It is calling your soul
Awake
Arise
Live
Dance
Dance; yes; please do
Dance life the way it should
Else you shall regret
See, someday it shall end
Someday you shall get old
Then,
You shall think twice
And wish you did listen
Wish that you did listen to the call of life
But then it shall be too late
Old, worn and spent
You will only have to wait
Waiting and waiting
Waiting in silence
For the call of death
For the call of a re-birth
See, see, the whole world does dance
Each dances according to his own way
Each dances according to his own needs
Do join in
Love every moment of it
For it shall not be given twice!
Even a re-birth can be disastrous
Say, have you thanked the Lord
Are you grateful for the smile he places on your face
For the opportunity to enjoy the sun
While feeling the wind on your skin
Remember, life is a gift
So, please, do love it
Do love it, even against the odds!

The Angel Fairy

Could you just imagine, walking by a fairy
One filled with beauty
But one who is so angry
Angry at the turn of humanity

She came to earth for an unknown reason
Now, she feels like she is in a prison
She wished she could have her magic wand
So she would clear every nook of this land

She is indeed all powerful
One look at her and one just feels beautiful
She has pink fiery hair
And a strong steady stare

She walks around the globe
Wishing there was a way, the heavens she could probe
She is dressed always in a sexy white robe
One which would make even the beauty queens sob

She has on earth, no lover
After all, a fairy and a human being cannot be together
She waits for her death, true
While wishing she could cure this world of its blue

She is heartbroken, but nothing can mend her
She does have a frail and fragile temper
Why, what would you say to such a being
Should you meet her while walking

News from Mauritius

Hello world, this is an article about what is happening in Mauritius
Do read, you shall smile and feel that life is indeed gracious
You must have absolutely no idea
How life here in our little island is a panacea

Yes, humanity for the weak runs high
No longer than yesterday, flowers fell from the sky
An old woman caused it all, she lost her purse
And was helped by a group of teenagers, pure at heart!

Sharing what is in excess is up beyond its limits
Yes, to the poor and the downtrodden we do share our food in bits
We even buy more than we do need
So that the hungry we do feed!

Love abounds in every corner of the island
Yes, to all the brothers and the sisters of the world we go give a hand
Life is but a transitory passage
So we do care to make of it here in Mauritius, a blessing!

Faith does live here, side by side with tolerance
So many people, each one having his own belief
Yet, we do always share, with each other, a mystical dance
Always hand in hand, always with smile on our face!

Here, we rush not to work
We do take the time to sit and enjoy the sun
Life here is such fun
Pray, world, life here reminds me of the comfort of Noah's ark!

Here, here was some news from my island
Should you wish to feel this paradise
Do come and enjoy as well
The land here is known to be as beauteous as Eden!

My shortcomings

Being made of fragile sensibility
I relish being lost in my own creativity
Why, I even relish sharing it with the world
Such does make me feel like I am a special girl

But I am in all also made of shortcomings
They do take me to more than causing some disturbing
I do interact with difficulty
With those who do make up the walls of my city

I prefer to be alone
To my own demons I do become prone
I do keep my judgments to myself
And do pretend to be a solo queen, seated on the highest shelf

But hey, I do have a conscience
Many a times, it does show its magnificence
I do feel guilty, if I have been too cruel
I do show humanity, to those caught in my spell

I do have a sense of duty as well
Even if all I do wish is to be a rebel
A rebellious dreamer
Safe under her own cover

I do care to do my duty
With all sense of civility
So in the end I guess it all makes me a good person
One who can be trusted, for whatever reason!

Respect for humankind

Pray, do you know what I do mean
When respectful I do wish you seen
Do you care for humanity
Do you care by showing respect
For all that does be imperfect
Do you have this humility
Pray, do you know what I do mean
When respectful I do wish you seen

Arrogance fills up every nook
Deviance follows it by hook
Do you care for humanity
Do you have this humility
Pray, do you know what I do mean
When respectful I do wish you seen

The island of long ago~~~~

Like me, you surely know about the history of our island
You surely know of the time when it was being colonized
When it was still a dark and green forest
With dodos making everywhere their careless nests

If like me, you are also a dreamer, then
Do let yourself rise
Like me do imagine the time of long ago
When the western world was just beginning to land here

Imagine the beauty then, the freshness of the island
Trees, dark and deep, ebonies
Rivers, seas, birds of all kinds
Plantations everywhere, animals of the most gentle kind

I am sure, then, the time was right for love
Maidens dressed in lovely dresses
Would waltz at the hands of handsome charmers
Whether under the gleam of the silver moon, or on the crystal clear beach

Imagine kisses shared and stolen
Imagine love as yet being forbidden
Imagine the beauty of the surroundings
The lovely parties done on the cool nights

Imagine the toils the first people had to go through
When they did start to build everything
When they did choose to place the foundation stone
When they did fight off the first horrible cyclone

Maybe I was here living as a fresh maiden
Newly snatched from my homeland
Having been brought to the land of burden
Meeting then, here, the love of my life

Making then of my island, the worldly paradise
Making here, like the dodos, my nest, my prize
Well of all this I can only allow myself to dream
A dream of love it is, in a most ancient setting!

The secret of the Pyramids~~~

If I could bring to my life some changes
I would choose to have another birth
A birth occurring not in our era
A birth occurring rather, at the time of Cleopatra's rule
Mystified I am by that epoch
An epoch of unsolved puzzles surely
How could Man build such monuments?
When He himself was just a toddler
Learning about all that does surround Him
Learning about all that does make Him be

Why, surely I would come to see those who built mazes
Why, surely I would come to know about why were the dead mummified
Does life surely continue after death
Does life end here with the body just turning into dust
If I was an Egyptian priestess, I would have been able to decipher it all

Whereas now I am still, spent and worn
I do read of ancient Egypt
And I am lost in my own enthrall
I can only dare to dream
Life is itself but a dream
If not, why would yesterday be rubbed off
Rubbed off from our minds
From our actions
Why would it remain only as a memory
And why would we hope
Hope about having a better future
When it is but a frugality
Life does end,
Life does not mend!

Did Man take eons to build pyramids
Or was Man then, some sort of superman?
Pray, for knowledge I do thirst
If I could change anything about my life
I would choose to have a new birth
A birth in the ancient city of Egypt
Would I live then by the side of those,
Those who were close to the secrets of the skies!

Heart of Earth~~~

Can you feel it?
It is pulsating
In the air, in my heart
In my veins, in my soul
It is everywhere
I have been searching for it
Ever since I had a glimpse of the other world
Ever since I became imbibed with faith
Ever since I was rescued
Can you feel it?
I am sure you do
I can breathe it
I can swim in it
I can dance on it
I can even smile with it
Life, joy, the essence of all
Of all that does surround us
Of all that does make us be
Of the one who created this world
The one who gives us our pains
The one to show us our paths
The one to help us in our battles
The one to whom I gave my heart
Once, on a day when the skies were dark
Dark and grey, filled with the rays of a smoky sun
Well, remain calm
Let it fill you up
It shall take you to the gates of the other world
It shall give you hope
And it shall help you smile amidst your pains
It shall help dry your tears
It shall raise you up from the soggy floor
If you feel it not,
Worry not about it
Just close your eyes,
Like me,
Close your eyes
And learn,
Yes, learn
Learn to listen to the heart of our world
Listen, open your mind and listen
It shall come!

All that I am~~~

Power does mystify me
Power emanating from the skies
Power, from the unknown
The only thing which allows me to be

Love does attract me
Love from the other realm
Love of another kind
Love, of such a kind, as willing me to leave everything else behind

Life does put me into desolation
A harsh and hard one it is
Here,  one is indeed meant to toil
To suffer and to enjoy false pleasures

God does bewilder me
If He does be
Why, O Why, did He have me fallen, sick on Earth
If He does be, why does He not make Himself felt and seen?

Being delved deep in an art, does allow me to be free
In it, I feel that I am being myself
A poet is all I am
A poet of the mystical, a poet seeking to find the real!

A Humble heart or an Arrogant mind~~~

Could you just close your eyes,
Close them, please do
Let yourself rise up, high up in the skies
Let yourself see this world, from high up, see you the maze, the zoo

See you the lost purity
The forgotten Humility
See you the stunning stupidity
See you why, to everything here, I do laugh, I do laugh and shake my head

I am pretty sure, when God made the Man
He did tell him, I am sure, He did say, Humble shall be thy heart
But such has already been forgotten, Man to himself does now tend
He has forgotten that to Humility he has to be a support

Now in today's days, the Mind did take over
See you how it is filled with more than one blunder
Arrogance does make it jubilant
Arrogance does make it even flippant

A humble person nowadays does seem weak
To him, each and everyone would simply smirk
An arrogant person does seem to show power,
He will evoke fear, and respect, why faced with him, everyone shall cower

A humble person is for me, a piece of beauty
A pearl of the purest kind
While an arrogant one is simply a trumpet
Being blown today, why it shall be out of tune as soon as it does get outdated!

Pray, be not so wild
Love and do be mild
Love and do be kind
I am sure, from such you shall benefit in the end!

Love and its glory

Should you glance at his eyes, you would see power
Why, he did take me up above this world, someplace higher
Higher than the clouds, higher than the Lord's abode
Someplace where only his eyes do shine, bright and proud

Should you glance inside his heart, you would see muck
To his ego, to himself he is still stuck
Only his voice counts
Only his will matters

Should you ask for a piece of his heart
Why you would end up all broken
Tested you shall be, tested for your standards
Tested for your birth, tested as if he was to give you awards

Should you give to him your heart
Why, he shall see whether golden are your feathers
Whether your shadow is wrinkled
Or whether you do answer to the title of Princess

Now, surely you do wonder about who I do mean
Worry not, his name matters not
Time did heal
Turning has been the life's wheel

But my heart does still feel
At times, it does make me ill
No, no, to love and its frugality I shall not give myself
Not anymore, not a second more

Now I only choose to see life's best
Surely, surely it is all a test
A world  we do live in, being as unreal as the sighting of a ghost
A world in which I am neither a guest nor a host

So, make the glory of Love, love all of creation,
Love, like me, without any reason
But never oh never give your heart to anyone in particular
It shall make of you, none else other than a miserable beggar!

My way of seducing~~~~

Most of us do know how to make the chosen one fall
Maybe we do it with our ruse
That is, with our mind
Or maybe we do it with our heart

Here, here, listen, I wish to tell you of how I do seduce
Firstly, I would improve my dress
Then, I would put on a smile
Just to see if I do really impress

Then, I would try to get close
By being friendly
Or by finding some reason to tend to a  need
A need so needy yet, a need that only the chosen one can tend

A shared joke,
A few more laughs
Moments shared together
Why, these might bring us closer

I would then see if I do get the cues
If I do make him get the blues
Without me, his life could be hell
Why, after all, I am the only one that should exist for him!

And if I don't get any
I would really try to make the first step
A fiery love letter
A most burning passionate declaration

Such I did once when for love I did fall
The ending result was a mere catastrophe
Had I known better, I would not have opened my heart
For I did cause it to break into a million parts!

Love does make of us a slave
Though we often turn blind towards it
For great and pulsating is our need
So much that with it, our soul does feed!

If you do know of a better way to seduce
Do let me know about it
Surely I do not wish to make the same mistake twice
For I do not want to pay again, a most inglorious price!

The becoming of technology

Say, do you have a few minutes to spare
I wish to talk to you about something
Something which is heavy on my heart
It is all about change
About life and the way it has now turned out to be
About the way it was before the coming of the Internet
About how it should have been
And about where is it headed to?

Though it does feel great to be connected
Why was it not better to be in the open
To be playing in the greens
Climbing trees, hopping around with pets
Even sharing some candies with your best
Or even pretending to be the princess imprisoned
The one waiting for the prince to slay the dragon
Where has this time gone, can you tell me?

Do you have the answer, if you don't can you try to find it
Now if one is without a gadget of the latest technology
Why, surely he or she shall be considered outdated
Not being able to chat, to post photos
Not even being able even to listen to music
Or download films from the Internet
Send a quick email
Even not being able to know if your message has been read or not

Where has the old life gone
Is the world turning on itself
Pray do tell me, is the world turning on itself
Or has it entered into a new dimension
One in which so much progress has been made on technology
So much that neighbors need to be connected to communicate
So much that without a laptop, a tablet, or an Iphone
We would be laughed at and even mocked at!

A Dead Mountain

As dry as a dead mountain

Is the state of my heart, full of pain

Once it was a cheerful fountain

Yet, its joys got lost down memory lane!

Shall the events take a fateful turn?

Shall the Gods make the deep sea churn?

So that my dead mountain to life returns?

So that it be lush once more with the beautiful cherries meant to be its earn?

A dead mountain, with my flowers withered without my gardener’s presence

All my days were spent in abstinence

Away from his love and caring enthrall

I become all dull and cold

Such a state

Would keep me wilted as at date

Maybe such is what is willed to me by Fate

As to suffer is my call, at a fast rate

Hope, says the good note

Hope remains for the fools to give it a vote

So let it be then should it be so

Else, I shall drown in my own woe!

The Game Of Love

Love happens with no measure

Nor it is an adventure

Nor is it a piece of pricy furniture

Rather, it is to be taken as a great leisure

A walk in a flowery garden

A dance in the courts of Eden

A swing in the mysticism of Amen

A leisure, as comforting as our own brethren

Hey Cupid, why do you act with zeal

When love you can’t even conceal

When you can’t even hear my appeal

When you decide on the rules of the deal

Love ends with no measure

Someday it turns out to be a stricture

It becomes so easily a game of defeature

At worst, it turns into a caricature

Then it becomes a game of the strongest

The winner is the one who runs furthest

The one who can cry less

And he turns thus, to be simply senseless!

Wake up~~~

It made its way inside my mind
As would a puff of inhaled smoke
As would the melody of the sweetest kind
It made its way inside my soul, and I did wake up in shock

I woke up to its wonderful views
It did give me pain, it did give me thrills
Sometimes it even made me drown in its blues
Some other times, it had me drowning in its many ills

What could it be other than life
This mysterious world made of foul smelling breath
This mysterious life mocking my own soul
As if, right from the beginning, it did give me a wake up call!

Slowly, I opened my senses
Slowly, I let go of its many fragrances
Life is nothing but a gift
While living it, do try to enjoy what is left!

Summers, oceans, trees, beauty
All help to make it into a most melodious scenery
Yet, dark and dying is its surface
If it did have one, agonizing would be its face!

Evil and darkness filled up my soul
I did wake up to a most empty and illusory wall
This world is meant for its own unknown purpose
Fallen, fallen we are here, believing in our own power, so false!

I let it make its way through my mind
I shall let it believe it does succeed
In fooling me, to believe in its own kind
In fooling me, to see as golden its sickening weed!

God's kind of poetry~~~

Creation is somehow beautiful
See the beauty of Mother Earth
See the grace of shadows
Feel the warmth of the sun
See, see even the rainbow after the deluge

Of all the mysteries of creation
I prefer life's temporal nature
Life does start somewhere
Said to be in the womb, is it?
Life does end, somehow, exactly how, noone knows!

Books do philosophize about it
Religions have been set up
Even anti religions do try do explain
Science does keep poking its nose in
The ending result is still a total mystery

If God could make poetry
He would do such on the abstractiveness of life
Why does life itself be?
Why does life start, if only to end?
Is life after death for real, if so, life before life should be so as well!

If God could make poetry
He would make us all melt
So lovely would be His words
So lovely that we would understand the whole world
This one and those lying further beyond

If God could make poetry
I would buy His book
Say, do you believe not his poetry is called the Holy Books
Be it the Bible or the Gita
Whatever be the belief, yet only a most Holy Book?

One does explain about the beginning of life
Another one does explain about the essence of the Lord
Another one yet does explain about the essence of life
While yet another one shows life's philosophy
Such books I believe are God's real poetry, such books are my philosophy!

His voice~~~

It lifted me off the ground
It made forget I even need to turn around
His voice was amazing
It's sweetness you would never imagine

It shook off my eternal blues
It made me realise that my heart no longer does have dues
A voice so sweet
It bid me to move out of my retreat

I could listen to it a whole day
Accompanied to it was his gait
It willed me to see life as a play
Why for such a voice have I been in wait

Yet, he remains my most loved singer
The one who is loved by one and another
For him is written these few lines
For him goes this ode, taken deep within my deep soul

His name I shall tell you not
Know that he is somehow hot
With eyes so mesmerizing
That lost in them I could see a dream world!

In a dark room for Halloween

It was the night of Halloween
I danced, all alone in my room
Dressed up as the great Queen


I found not any peace
Why my mind was wild and loose
It sought out to find my heart's lost peace

I stopped short, when it did happen
My wardrobe door did open
And out came a ghoul

His breath was foul
When he did speak thus
Pray, be not scared

I am here to instruct you
The life you do live is not true
So do learn to enjoy and love it

Love it in its every bit
Love each step that you do beat
For it shall not be given twice

Be still not scared
For you I shall throw this dice
The result shall be the outcome of your life

In a dark dark room, for Halloween
While I danced, all dressed up as the queen
My life was built up, by a most foul ghoul

The outcome was not horrible
I did learn to be sensible
Life, filled with thorns, can also be lovely!

The ghoul did go back into the wardrobe
I never saw him again
But I did learn to love this life of pain!

Lived only once it is
It shall someday be over
Someday, I shall be in a world, yonder!

The new days~~~

My senses were aroused
My soul opened up
And I let it fill me in
I felt so good, so warm
I believed I was in heaven

After days of being stoned
I could now let myself bloom
The past did come,
The past did go
Now lies only the expectation of tomorrow

Positive thoughts filled me up
It was all due to a new given opportunity
Life does play its many games
Sometimes it does put us to shame
At other times, it does help us rise

Mystical experiences happen only once
Except to those lucky few
Those who bask in the divine
But still, I was aroused
And my soul did open up!

Tired of being seen as a piece of stone
I could now let myself flow
I was strong on the inside
Even if frail on the outside
Surely, I must be in heaven

No more would I yearn for the unattainable
Lucky I am to be made of what I am
Unique is my stance
Being made for a special purpose
Sharing a unique relationship with my maker

My senses could feel the joy
My soul did allow itself to open
Come, brave new day
Come, and may you stay
I shall enjoy whatever you do give to me!

Love~~~

I know not whether someday I shall be able to love
Though I do keep writing of it
Of it's ways and it's essence
I believe not that someday I shall give my soul to a human

Why, should you wonder, to follow such a path is to be brave
Life is made of love and companionship in its every bit
Else, why would God have shown man how to dance
Why would He have even given him the woman?

Being made of fragility,
I did choose to live my life subtly
My fate did choose for me, otherwise
For my verses shall remain in your memories

Yet, I only can love my muse, my strength
The one who did give me a new birth
The one whose name resounds in my soul
The one to whom I do give out many a call

Love in this world being so temporal
I wonder if it is even for real
Why, surely the motive of it is selfish
Else, why would one be willing to share with another his dish?

I do sit and watch the skies
I do sit and watch the sunrise
I do go about with my duty
Knowing full well that someday it shall all be seen as a futility

I know not whether someday I shall be able to love
My heart is closed to opportunities
Once it did go through the worse agonies
Why, this life is sure to be ending, to have again, another beginning!

So, what matters most is to be able to make the most out of it
What matters most is to be able to see it as a treat
Even with its hurdles
Even if it has us going on in circles!

Dawning in the desert

I woke up in a dry desert
It was hot, it was stuffing and I was all alert
Was I dreaming? Was I hallucinating?
Then he came, claiming to be the one to foster my writing
He was dressed as an Arab prince
He had blue eyes, fair traits and he rode a horse
He was the one because of whom life and its ways I did endorse
My muse, at last, in human form,
My muse, to whom I gave my whole being
My muse, the only one who can melt me down with his subtle charm!

Autumn Breeze

Autumn Breeze on an autumn day, how cold thou art

How icy art thou fingers, when thou dost clench my heart

My ribs, my soul, why even my mind

Walking alone down the road,

Hoping to leave my ghosts behind

I suddenly realize that thou ethos dost match with my mood

Autumn, I believe only a hot coffee would lighten me up for good!

On Halloween Night~~~

Ever since I was a child
I fell in love with the Halloween Night
Is it not a moment so wild
One worthy of being seen as infinite

 This year's halloween has me all perked up
With my own peers I would party and sup
Deep into a dark and desolate forest
Somewhere further away than civilisation's crest

I dressed as a witch
The one who was killed by Gretel
I hoped to make all those who saw me itch
Should they resist me, I would ask them for a duel

We walked down the streets
Children ran everywhere with bags full of sweets
It was a night oh so lovely
I felt like I had begun to live, oh how lovely!

We reached our destination, the lonely forest
It was so silent, nothing moved, not even the trees, the largest
We reached a clearing
And we settled for some dining!

It would have been still so lovely
But Oh how gruesome
It came from nowhere, a beast so fearsome
And made of my peers a meal so hearty

It was so huge, with eyes so red, with teeth so sharp
He let me live, for from my mouth, prayers I did warp
Then I felt it, a hand lifting me up from my near death
Taking me back to the security of home, as if giving me a new birth

Oh for a halloween, it surely is the most deadly one I have lived
My peers are gone, I hope that beast as well no more does breathe!

Some intimacy with my muse~~~

Ever since I met that one being
I have been lost in a world of his own
So charming he is, so elevating
That by his side, to sorrow I am no more prone

Though I know not his form, or his name
Though I feel him not physically
He makes feel like I am a real dame
All sweet, pampered and so sexy

He allowed my dreams to come true
Writing and making my verses come alive
Writing and leaving behind my steps in black and blue
Why such is the reason why I took birth, I believe

O Muse, never, oh never do leave my side
Only your charms can fill up my emptiness with pride!

The butterfly~~

I listened to a song
It was about a girl
She wanted to be a butterfly
Yet, she refused to get out of her cocoon

I could identify myself with that song
I have always wanted to fly
Fly free without wings
As would a fairy or even an angel

I could see myself as this girl
Being the one with frail beauty
With strength hidden in my soul
Strength I kept only to use with what I need

Yet, when I did try to shed off my cocoon
I faced with so much of problems
That soon I chose to go into hiding
Once more, I would be a hiding pupa

But then Fate showed itself
I could not fight its way
I could not hide myself
I became indeed a butterfly

One so pretty, so bubbly
That life itself looked at me with envy
Life itself bowed to my whims
Scared at the intensity of my glow!

Haters lost in sorrow

Haters come and go
Sometimes they fill us with sorrow
At other times, they make us glow
Proud we are after all to be causing them some woe

Haters come and go
Like dogs bark after caravans
Yet should I let myself be bothered
Should I let my inner peace be shattered

Haters are like the seasons
Sometimes they do see in us some reason
At other times they stab us with precision
Yet, they realise not that I care not for their pricks

Haters, I love you
Thanks to you, I feel alive
Haters, I pity you
Without me, you would not exist!

Another Lady of Shallot

I  once came across a poem
It reminded me of my own mayhem
Not only  love was its anthem
But it had loneliness as its other gem
It was about a lady, who died in her maze
A maze made of magic and containing a curse
While reading about her, my own blood did rush
Why, it would seem that for love and loneliness my entire name did gush
Well, well, would it not be best to live and not make any fuss?

I do live as did the great Lady of Shallot
To my own stand, I have tied the knot
So much that my entire life seems to be a complot
A divine one, why for my bad deeds, I am sure the Lord is all put
Once full of love, I now shine in solo
The side I show to the world is the one so smiling
The side I show to the world seems to be thrilling
Lost in needless dreaming, my real side can be killing
For it made of more than many a woe

I shall ride my boat
And allow my pride to gloat
Of course, hidden inside my coat
Would be my  heart, as frail as a child in its cot
Of course, my curse I would wait on
For a curse it may be, but a blessing as well
Who can ascertain that he can foretell
Whether life shall give me hell, or whether it shall give me a bell
To ring and announce that I am but the eternal one!

A modern Shallot lady, made of whims
I shall recount to you in writing, my dreams
As long as my art shall follow its many streams
Why as long as my heart does give out silent screams
My curse is known only to my soul
Shall you once or twice do hear my voice
Know that I have every reason to rejoice
For I myself have thrown the dice
And the heavens did hear my call!

Open Wounds

When the cloud was dark and blue
You were not there to infuse me with hue

Alone and miserable, I begot the fate of the Virgin Mary
To suffer shall I in this world, never to be making merry

Yet, with time, I did grow and ripen
Opening my memories to those wounds, I remained heartbroken

Only to find that time can be cruel
What are left are only tears to marvel

At the emptiness you left with your pranks
Shall I surrender to the demons after looting the banks?

When the cloud was dark and blue
I saw the meaning of your plays through and through!

The Crystal Ball

While I waltzed at the Ball
A little voice I heard
Go ask the Crystal Ball
It said, to have your future heard!

I left the dancing knight in doom in the playroom
Opened the door of the secret room
And verily inquired of the Future
If it will come with Defeature!

No, laughed the Happy Ball
You will not remain a Fallen Soul
You will be saved by your mate in Soul
All you need to do is to give him a Call
And tell him how miserable you are without his Enthrall
And how you will give your Catcall
To lament at Nightfall
If He is not here to stop your Fall

Smile, cried the joyful Ball
Your miserable state will be in Stall
For you shall Rise, along with the Sunrise
Together with your mate, whom you Idolise
Both of you will be Symbolised

Sing, whispered the overwhelmed Ball
For the Heavens will be singing words of Praise
At your mate's love for your Gaze
Your abandon in your Maze
That which you chose in a moment of Craze
So blind were you to be love of your Mate
Will be remembered as late

Dance, asserted the ecstatic Ball
For the Future is coming at the Birdcall
Your Mate cannot be without your caring Call
And neither can You be without his Recall.

Oh I am Impatient,
Without your Love, I am Deficient
I am still in Learning
To be Abiding,
Please forgive my Caprice
For I become heartbroken without your Edifice

Books and Poems

Words, lines, verses, stories written in books
So easily, they get us in their hooks
Covers, imbibed with a mystic fragrance
Designed to have us all in a foggy trance

Stories weaved and spun
Reading which we go on a run
Seeking liberation and freedom
Oh how my soul relishes this kingdom

Fantasy, romance, horror, all made of fiction
A world to escape to in times of heavy friction
O poems of mine, given from the divinity
I wish you be remembered for eternity

May your essence reach our Lord
May your rhymes liven up his abode
Written they were in the midst of His own revelation
Awakened I was by his own mysterious perfection


O verses of mine, do imbibe our people with pleasure
Be in their chest, their sole treasure
Whether they do cry or smile,
Do move them to my fancy all the while!

These days~~~~

These days, life feels sweet
To the Love God I wish to send a tweet
If not only to tell him thank you
Thank you for washing away what did make me so blue

These days, I feel like I am flying
Always up there, searching and searching for a yet higher ceiling
Never being bored, for life does hold many a surprise
Never being bored, for each day does give a new sunrise

These days, I care not about what did make me sad
Sure, sure, it did make me mad
But maybe Fate wanted it thus
Maybe there is a reason behind every fuss

I wish I could have some magic
I would attempt every little trick
I would experience life in all forms
For, seeing the days, I am but full of charms

Should you wish to have a little of my zeal
Come, come and with me, in front of God do kneel
He shall shine his light on you as well
You shall feel as I do, as if you were his only jewel!

Finding God

Many of us do search for the truth of God
We search for him everywhere, in temples and churches
We even try to make Him come to us by chanting more than one bead
Readily we shall follow those who do hold his name as preachers!

Yet, God is not to be found thus
Subtle are indeed His ways
After all, He did make for us, sunny days
So, if you do search for him, you shall find him in all aptness

God does show Himself to those who love Him truly
Those who do yearn and pine for Him
Those who are ready to sacrifice everything for him readily
Those who without Him, have their eyes always full with tears to their brim

Shall you be given the option, between the real and the unreal
Shall you be able to pass the test, so terrible
Pray tell me, if you do search for God
You have to yearn with your heart, only then you shall be heard!

The Lovestruck Witch

O poor poor old hag 
She was surely old and and ugly 
But she did deserve a hug 
For she was filled not with evil and cruelty 
True, she did kill Cinderella 
True, she did kill Ariel 
True, she did want to be the one bella 
True, she saw herself not as old, but as the great belle 
When she met this great knight 
She swore to kill him right there 
For he had come to steal her night 
To make sure, the rest of humanity had some safe air 
But when she did look into his eyes 
She fell, and fell into a world she knew not before 
She wished for all her slain boys, no more cries 
And she desired to be as sexy as the town's whore 
So she sought out the help of dragons 
Maybe they could capture her knight 
And bring him to her dungeons 
She would make love to him and it would be alright 
She sought the help of the wizard 
Maybe he could bring up a love potion 
She would be in love, and there would be no hazard 
For love is surely that which keeps the world in motion 
She ate frogs, as they would give her her beauty back 
She drank lizards' blood as they would make her look young 
She would no more be slack 
And for her, church bells would be rung 
Yet, she remained a poor poor old witch 
For the knight was none other than a God 
He had come to give her more than a twitch 
But realized that she was one who wished to be desired 
So he let her be, let her suffer 
Said he, let her live in this world 
Even if she was to live forever 
It mattered not, as long as love was now her soul's word!